I'm puppy sitting for my parents, and Blake is their most recent dachshund edition.
He is an absolute novelty to me, because I have never owned a long haired dog. I am fascinated:
- everything he does is muffled by his fur. He's a dog ninja.
- instead of laying in sun patches on the rug like a proper dachshund, he lays in the shade on the tile.
- after a bath, his fur looks crimped. I had to resist the urge to put a tshirt ring on his collar.
(come on. You remember Tiffany)
- I may or may not have nick named him Michael Bolton.
This post has aged me, hasn't it...